Freida is my other German Shepard. The naughtier, noisier coward of the two. She jumps, barks, howls for no reason and every reason, and yet is the most timid one. My sister calls her the Chicken, and that's not that far from the truth.
For some reason she can see into my office. I mean, yes, even though the glass is clear, with a slightly greenish tint, its difficult even for me to look inside the office during the day because of the reflection. But she can see me inside. If she's howling or barking and I look at her, she looks me back in the eye and a staring contest ensues, up to a point where either of us gives up (usually, her), and she'd just lie down and sleep.
But today, she stepped across the line into what I will have to categorize as Advanced Freidaism. She was jumping around and barking for no reason as usual (although when you think about it, its not that normal), I think it makes her happy, the whole jumping for joy bit. Perhaps she's one of those charismatic Christians or what, I don't know. Anyway she checks back on me every now and then to see if I'll give her 'the Stare', after which she'd stop and stare back and decide if she wants to challenge you in the Stare Game, or lie down and sleep, that is Basic Freidaism.
Advanced Freidaism means that she does her crazy bit, checks back on whether I'm staring at her, stops. Sits. Stares back at me for about 3 seconds, and LOOKS UP AT THE SKY. How ultimately shocking! Its like 'I really don't know what you mean, I didn't do anything. It wasn't me.'
Whatever it is, I didn't teach her that.
